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blufirre · 5 months
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Time Waits For No One
I didn’t know a part of becoming an adult, who has moved out, is feeling like such an outcast from your immediate family. You haven’t lived at home for a year but it already feels like it’s been decades. You notice that your parents don’t walk you out anymore when you leave after spending a day at the house. Your old room, which still has half of your belongings, is turned into a storage space. You feel so out of the loop with what happens between your parents and your sibling. You yearn for that family bonding that used to take place everyday, some times it gets too overwhelming though; that’s when it’s nice to have an apartment to go back to.
Everything about it is so bittersweet. I have this crippling anxiety of being on my own for the rest of my life but there’s nothing I want more than to be independent. I go back home and there’s just not quite enough space for me there even though, “the doors always open”. I want to be a kid again and to possibly do some things over, so maybe I could have a better relationship with my dad and my brother - to be able to spend more time with them.
I don’t want to only see my family on holidays once I get a big girl job and move out of state. But there’s nothing like the feeling of experiencing life on your own, but also feeling extremely guilty for it. It’s all so confusing. There’s a part of me that thinks if I see my family everyday, they don’t or won’t get older. Once I fully embrace adulthood I know that when I visit home there’s going to be this panic of seeing my mom, my dad, my brother, getting older and there’s nothing I can do about it.
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harryforvogue · 2 years
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HELLO??????? DID YOU KNOW ABOUT THIS?!?!!!!!!!!! @blufirre
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cherryyharryy · 3 years
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Amber! I just wanna let you know that I’m still getting BANGS, this Saturday actually. That’s the earliest time I could find💀 I’ll post a pic :))
Oh yay!!! You’ll look amazing I know!
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tobesobri · 4 years
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I’m reading nervous!h and when you said fucking CHIHUAHUA, I KNEW it was gunna be a Pitbull. And also it’s such a cute ass fic so far??? My heart can’t take it
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I stg it was only a one shot that deserves to be more😡but I completely understand why it’s only a one shot😡FUCK
jbhjhbui small dogs are fine but i LOVE big dogs with all my heart lol so yes it had to be a pitbull and not a chihuahua but omg thank you so much for reading! I really enjoyed that piece bc i never write nervous harry ever so it was a fun experiment lol
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helladirections · 4 years
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I loved part 3 but why Harry gotta be like that at the end🤧 making her more nervous for this interview
I KNOW IM SORRY IT KILLED ME TO WRITE IT BUT IT HAD TO HAPPEN
Read my fic Sunflower Vols 1-5 (parts 1-3 now up)
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finelinevogue · 2 years
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fine line era masterlist
a collection of my favourite fics for the almighty fine line era <3
golden
i can feel you take control - @tobesolonely
instagram post - @sunnyflowervol18
instagram post - @harrysfolklore
instagram post - @satanhalsey
golden (bts) - @astranva
golden - @astranva
malato de’amore - @muffindaddystyles
happiness looks good on you - @finelinevogue
golden - @angelisverba
golden - @brwnskin-bunnyteeth
watermelon sugar
watermelon sugar (bts) - @astranva
candy girl - @songbirdstyles
strawberries on a summer evening - @ibelieveinharrystyles
i just wanna taste it - @hunflowers
sherbert - @moonchildstyles
i just want to taste it - @harrysgoldenbum
subspace blurb - @honeydulcewrites
watermelon sugar high - @goldencherryhazz
just little old me - @marvelouspeterparker
and the grammy goes to - @goldencherryhazz
changes - @sunflowervolvimp3
forbidden fruit - @all-things-fic
rose tinted - @kiss-inthekitchen
watermelon sugar - @perksofbeingaharrie
watermelon sugar (high) - @strawberriestyles
adore you
adore you - @fromyourstrulyh
adore you - @wildcherryhs
cant help but love him - @harrysgoldenline
lights up
cherry
cherry - @goldencherryharry
falling
falling duet - @astranva
falling - @harryxmac
falling - @imagine-that-one-thing
falling in love on tour - @iguessweallcrazyithinktho
to be so lonely
tbsl - @honeyedrasp
sunflower vol. 6
my sunflower drabbles - @hstyles-1994
kiss in the kitchen - @pinencurls
sunflowers vol 1-5 - @helladirections
sunflower vol 6 - @theficplug
sunflower vol 6 - @blufirre
canyon moon
canyon moon - @gucciwins
desert - @bfharry
our canyon moon - @finelinevogue
under the canyon moon - @havethetimeofyourstyles
tpwk
tpwk music video - @astranva
keep on dancing - @finelinevogue
fine line
fine line - @chaashni
fine line - @wonderrdies
one more time - @permanentcrossfics
miscellaneous
my muse - @harrysgoldenline
listening to the album with h - @finelinevogue
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serenityhues · 4 years
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i was tagged by @kacsafarkuszender to share 13 songs i’ve been listening to the most at the moment, thank you❤️❤️❤️
Oh GOD by Orla Gartland
Savior Complex by Phoebe Bridgers
Rack of His by Fiona Apple
Satellite of Love by Lou Reed
Convention by Julia Jacklin
Call It Fate, Call It Karma by The Strokes
Someday by Julia Jacklin (The Strokes cover)
Saturday Night by Devendra Banhart
Leaning On You by HAIM
REALiTi (Demo) by Grimes
Something to Believe by Weyes Blood
Step by Vampire Weekend
New York (piano version) by St. Vincent
i tag @hsogolden @cherryyharryy @blufirre 💕💕💕
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sunaaii · 4 years
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I was tagged by @softlylukes to show my lock and home screen! I guess this could count as a face reveal too lmao
Anyway I tag @bloodmoonclifford @gucci-hxrry and @blufirre ! Honestly if you just wanna post these anyways go for it and say I tagged you bc I love looking at these 👀
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blufirre · 3 years
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Rain
It’s raining again. It has been raining all week off and on, like Mother Earth can’t make up Her mind. Is She sad? Happy? Lonely? Is She missing someone? Maybe She’s trying to tell me something? I can only think of Her trying to get the message to me that someone out there is thinking of me, possibly. It could be anyone, is it you? Please let it be you because you have been stuck in my head. Not wanting to leave, not for a second. Every raindrop, every cloud, each crack of thunder reminds me of you.
As sporadic as the rain falls is how you appear in my thoughts. Random. It won’t be long or it’ll last until I’m asleep. I’ll contemplate talking to you but I know you won’t answer. Either you can’t or you won’t. How I wish we could go back to how things were, I could tell you everything that’s happened and you could tell me. Be vulnerable with me like how our Earth sheds Her tears with us, letting us know it’s okay to pour out our feelings. To let people in. Or to let people go, if that’s what you need.
She soothes us with words we cannot understand but gives us a feeling that makes us know that we are understood. Whatever the situation She can relate because She’s seen it before and will again. And lately while I listen to Her sing and yell and cry to me, I just know She means for me to think of you. To mourn and to love you no matter what has happened. She has given me an inkling that it’s not quite time to speak to you but that time is coming soon.
I hope you’re listening to Her like I am.
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blufirre · 3 years
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Unrequited: The End
So this is the beginning/end of my new story I’ve been thinking a lot about. Hopefully I keep updating it lol. I’ve never finished a story I’ve written ever. I wanted to start with The End because I have some twists and turns that’ll happen and wanna keep people on their toes.
This is a Harry Styles fic to let everyone know but he’ll be introduced later! This will eventually be posted on my hs blog @angels-silhouette Enjoy this Epilogue!
“What, or rather who...who the hell was I to you?” She breathed in deeply, wondering if there was any oxygen left for her to breathe in. She was concerned that she had rid the rest of the world of such a vital resource because everything, including the person in front of her, was so still. Too still. Maybe it was only her that had no more oxygen, because she felt like her lungs were on fire; she couldn’t tell the difference between holding her breath or the lack thereof, like she was already dead.
To scream and cry and to pound on his chest to let him know that he meant something to her is all she wanted to do, but couldn’t. She was stuck and had to be. She cannot fight someone who doesn’t want to be fought for.
“Please, I just need to know. I need to know if I meant anything to you. Even if it was only for a little while, because I can’t keep hanging onto a thread that cannot and will not support me.”
The man standing in front of her was motionless for a second looking straight into her eyes, before running his hands through his hair, then rubbing his face. Almost like he was buying time but she couldn’t tell if it was for an excuse or the truth. Finally he speaks up, “You don’t mean much to me anymore. Not since we stopped talking. I don’t really think much of you now, but back then you meant something. I don’t know what that something was, but I didn’t want to pursue it any longer.”
They don’t know each other anymore, haven’t spoken or seen one another in over two years. To think that this conversation is being had in public, on a beach, in a state neither of them live in. The chances are slim but to be so specific that both of them happened to be here at the same time is bizarre. Neither of them were expecting to run into each other, in fact they both thought they’d be far enough away from that small little town they grew up in.
Her heart broke into so many pieces, she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to find all of them in the sand at her feet. Her life with him flashed before her eyes, kind of like when you fall or get into a car accident. It was instant but it seemed to drag on forever, she didn’t want to only relive memories, she wanted to create so many more with the man who waited patiently for any sort of response. There was this look in his eyes and it lasted for only a moment, it almost looked like guilt or regret but she didn’t have time to figure it out because he spoke up during her state of shock.
“So, what happ-“
“Listen, we had some good times together and that was fun but I’ve moved on,” he said while looking down, and she couldn’t help but think it wasn’t true since he couldn’t look her in the eyes, “To answer your question, you were a great friend and nothing more than that. Everything else was a mistake.”
She had to calm herself down before she spoke or else she would’ve yelled at him in front of all these strangers passing by them. Usually it was easy to tell if he was lying to her, but maybe he’d been lying to himself for too long that he thought what he was saying was true. Or at least that’s what the woman hoped. She remembered all the late nights they had; talking, breaking into the public pool to swim and stargaze, him consoling her when she was sad, their first kiss and how it happened, the first time they had sex and the way he stopped when she cried.
How could he say that she was just a friend? How did he make it seem like they didn’t have any type of romantic chemistry together. “I thought I meant more to you than just something. I know it’s different now, but then? I guess I really didn’t know you at all.”
I guess I really didn’t know you at all. That was the last thing she said to him before they stopped talking. He definitely remembered that clearly and it struck him in a way that made his heart ache for her. He hadn’t felt this feeling towards her in years. She couldn’t recognize the realization on his face about those specific words she had said, and it didn’t seem like she knew she had said the exact same thing to him in this moment.
The woman saw the girl he had left her for so many years ago, walking towards them. He followed her gaze and was frantic, “Please, wait, I-“
Then she was off, walking towards the streets of Laguna Beach. He could tell she was crying because she always looked down and would wipe her eyes for every tear she shed. He knew she hated crying in public. How could he run to her after ripping her heart out for the second time? The trust she had for him was long gone and he’d known that, so that’s why he lied to her. The woman he loved was walking away and the girl he thought could be right for him was by his side saying his name, which he could barely hear over his pounding heart.
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harryforvogue · 3 years
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Jamie Fraser
Yikes, I Don’t See The Appeal || Not My Type || He’s Alright || I See The Appeal But I’m Different™ || Cute But On Alternating Wednesdays || He Has A Kind Face And That’s Good Enough || Pretty || Gorgeous || I�� I Love? We Don’t Deserve Him. || i have to plug in my laptop for this one.
i’d like the beat up book jamie and then throw dishes at him and then marry him every single day, but tv show jamie.... i’d sit him down and i’d be a therapist for him and i’d watch him cry and then i’d let him fold me in half and make ME cry (in an erotic way duh). when i tell you this man.... is so flawed but so hurt. like everyone just uses jamie however they’d like. they don’t even ask him. i’d sure as hell ask him. i’d ask him to step on my fucking head-
send me your favorite average, white man and i’ll rate him
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harryforvogue · 3 years
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It’s so good!!! It’s so worth it. Crying is good, crying is okay. It’s FINE.
And yeah...Jamie...mans knows how to treat a WOMAN!!!!
HE DOES AND I DON’T HAVE THAT SO I AM UPSET AND HURT AND ANGRY
also, where do i watch monday
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harryforvogue · 3 years
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I just watched Monday the movie with Sebastian and it’s good🥺🥺I saw your reblogs
i haven’t watched it in fear i’ll cry through the whole thing <3 i already do that with outlander 
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harryforvogue · 3 years
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I am angry too. We deserve nice men smfh. WHERE ARE THEYYY
You can rent it on YouTube and Amazon prime
oh okay thanks!! i shall add it to my list
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cherryyharryy · 3 years
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Yeah they’re nice to me whenever I talk to them but we went hiking and my brother and his cousins kept leaving me and didn’t wait for me to catch up. And tbh his cousins are bothersome as people. So I’ve just been keeping to myself and reading fics/a book my dad and I are reading together.
How’s school going though??
Ew I’m sorry, that doesn’t sound like a relaxing vacation. Hopefully you can try and enjoy that time to yourself. What book is it?
It’s good! Exhausting but good!
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cherryyharryy · 3 years
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AMBER YOU CANT HEAR ME SCREAMING BUT I AM!!! YOU ARE ROCKING THAT HAIR AND YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY STUNNING🥺🤌🏼💕
AHHH THANK YOU!!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️
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